Your resposibility
How dare you harass me on late payments you sad sack.
I’ll be working to pay you off for the rest of my life
What are you giving back? CrossFit classes.
You’re a prostitute. I want the money from your RsP you gave to Doron.
I want the money we gave to your nieces and nephews back.
I want half of the money you got from your mom’s estate, just like you gave more than half of what I got from my dad. You already stole a lot of that and enjoyed what we invested in.
I want your dental work back actually. Thief. Think of what you stole every time food passes between you lips.
I want the money from the cherry Kane theater. I definitely want the money back from the book publicist you were afraid to call. Harms 65k rigtt get there.
Your bikes are worthless do keep those. How’s 4th gear? Hammering with Bo? No, probably not.
I want to be repaid for t he leather jackets you lost.
For the vet bills for the early death of my cats you kidnapped and hurt.
For your office chair. What good came of the time you sat there for me. What’s my ROI while you wasted days flirting with Caroline and texted to friends how awful I was.
Under the roof I paid for. That’s a whore. Working for the gringo dollar and not giving out.
Keep your clothes. You had shitty taste anyway and who can tell the difference. Except what you bought when you stole the $1700 from Claudia’s rent payment. I want that skit back so we can give it to her daughter. She can wear a size six She’s young
I want you imprisoned in the Nayc dump we shared you can have the two back rooms I’ll move kitty liter up front so Ceci doesn’t have to smell the moral decay back there
You will be your own true companion, just as you are now, wherever you are. Shit on potassium toast.
You have nothing to give. Say hi to Kim and Deb and the other sycophants. Say hi to my friend Pam. She knows what you’ve done to others.
I want the money for your tuition to Columbia Law School back. Every other wonderful learning experience you completely wasted. And the paychecks for the jobs at Wiley and Human rights Watch I got for you, and you flubbed so badly none of the contacts you made would ever hire you as they succeeded.
I would never hire you. Does not work with others. It says so on your tattoos which cover your scars. Not well. Everyone sees them, j including adults with eyes.
I demand to be repaid with 5% interest Compounded! Ask your bottom quartile financial advisors what that means, if they haven’t fired you for not paying your bills
Humans will expire eventually you are among the unworthy of the species, hoarding resources and staying at the center of the pack as the jaguars pick off the others who can’t elbow you out of the safe center of the last herd
There is no You in Mina I name for contortionists at a traveling circus the Main Sideshow Mina and her pot of single dollar bills
I still have your dowry —your grandparents crappy silverware you refused to eat with of course you left that shit behind I hated it typical of your bling Garish and unusable somehow off like the mentally ill
The silverware will be here after you’re forgotten please dispose of it properly and don’t burden your nieces or nephews with the legacy of family hatred that goes back farther than the source of your name If that nonsensical story was ever true
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